Being a military wife can get lonely.
Before you know it they all say he will be home.
But before you know it
You could end up in this bar
And down the road to this motel
With a key and a man you do not know.
The motel will be pink a sunset dripping
Classic green algae pool sunk out back.
The clerk will be used to it. This and sun
Because this is where these things happen
Because this could. It could happen to you
In this motel standing against this sun
Screwing another man will be easy.
It is the after that will be hard.
When you look past
Past the man you still don’t know
Past his car backing out of the lot
Past the curtains falling limp on the wall
Past the green pool like a crocodile hump
And into it
Into the desert where the cactus lives
Never needing to drink.